White Wine

I can still feel your hands Wrapped around my hips And playing with my lips I can still feel your skin It's comforting heat Pouring all over me Drinking on that cheap white wine Trying to pass the damn time Finding out your darkest fears See them laughing at my tears I can still hear that song That you loved to play We would listen all day I can still feel the pain It stole away the air Even though I said I didn't care I recall the night you said That it was good for you And, it was for me too I recall the next day I called you on your phone But did I hear from you? No Drinking on that cheap white wine Trying to pass the damn time Noticing your hurting heart How it can turn pain into art Drinking on that cheap white wine It happens every damn time Feeling your grievances Inside your caresses I was nothing more Knocking on your door Than a piece of meat That you could defeat With a curl of your lips You know just how I tick And, in this moment Reality is frozen I was nothing more Lying on your floor Than a distracting swain Shielding you from pain With your tongue in my mouth And your hands going down But only in this moment Reality is frozen